Page 35 of Train Wreck

“I guess your live-in ghosts didn’t want to miss it either,” I said as Faith lifted her gaze to me. I glanced into the corner for context.

“Of course, they wouldn’t. They’re both here.”

There was a knock on the door, and I pulled it open. It took me a minute to realize the woman I was staring at wasn’t my dead sister, Talia, but a descendant of the other Bennett line we’d found. She was a dead ringer for my sister; they could have been twins.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Clara Bennett sauntered into the room. She smiled as she glanced around at everyone. “So, this is what it’s like to have sisters.”

“What are you doing here?” Mercy asked, pulling the woman in for a hug.

“My brothers and I have a gift for the bride. I offered to deliver it personally.” She crossed the room and handed a card to Faith, only Faith didn’t have an opportunity to open it because Gwen snatched it out of her hand.

She pointed to an emblem of a spiral looking sun. “I’ve seen this before.”

Clara’s lips twisted into a smile. “I’m sure you have. Our cousin Mike probably mentioned it.”

“Yeah, he did, and then Fillpot had it too.”

Clara’s smile slipped. “Did he?”

Gwen nodded. “It’s supposed to be some type of healing shaman symbol isn’t it?”

“You could say it has a way of healing a person’s spirit.” Clara’s smile grew.

“Well, don’t be rude.” Faith took the envelope back and pulled the card out.

Her eyes glazed over, and she had this faraway look, like she’d been transported to another place or time. Her chest fell and rose like she was being chased.

“Faith…” I held out my hand, only for Clara to shake her head.

“It’s nothing that will hurt her. I promise,” Clara whispered.

Faith rested her hand over her chest and grabbed the nearest chair. Tears gathered in her eyes.

“I thought you said it wouldn’t hurt her,” I growled.

“It didn’t hurt,” Faith said as a tear slipped free. “How did you do that?”

“It’s a Bennett family secret and probably one of the main reasons Fillpot was searching for me.” Clara beamed. “It’s a small token we can offer to mend the ties between our family lines.”

“Let me see,” Gwen said, about to pluck the card from Faith’s hands.

“I don’t know if it will work for you,” Faith said, as though almost hesitant for Gwen to see it.

“It will,” Clara clarified. “It will work for all of you. I’ll leave you guys to it. I’m going to go grab a seat.”

Clara left, and I watched my other sisters fall into the same trance. The same tears formed, and the look on their faces was one not of confusion but love.

Cassie handed me the card, and it was then that I understood why they’d reacted as they had.

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